Chapitre 2: Can You Hit a Child? Like a Naughty Child

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

System... system?

The cold mechanical man's voice sounded again. "This is the villains' education system. Do you want to go back?"

"Yes!" Bai Wenjing nodded almost immediately. As long as she could go back, she did not care what the system said!

"The host needs to complete the corresponding mission. Currently, it is known that the ultimate mission requires the education of three villains. During the education process, you will accept the mission to obtain the corresponding points. The points will help you activate new skills. The ultimate goal is to let the three children walk the right path. After completing it, they can return to the real world."

She understood this. Then what was the points mission? What was the new skill to obtain the points to activate?

She still thought when the mechanical man's voice sounded again. "System notification, you have a new mission, make the thief Xue Baijun realize his mistake. The time limit for the mission is three days. Countdown begins now."

The voice disappeared. Noisy sounds once again replaced the originally quiet world.

Before Bai Wenjing could react, the system had forced her to accept the mission.

She still did not understand it clearly, alright?

For example, what were the rules? Could she hit the child?

If she could not complete or give up the mission, what kind of punishment would there be?

Sorry, she did not even know.

But on second thought, she was now the mother of three devilish children. As a mother, how could she not properly educate such devilish children?

At this moment, Xue Baijun glanced at his mother. He did not understand what his mother had meant when she rolled her eyes at him just now.

Was she glaring at him?

Moreover, the way she looked at them was becoming more and more terrifying. It was as if she wanted to eat him alive.

"Where did you steal it from? Return it to them now."

Bai Wenjing's cold shout frightened them.

His mother had always treasured him the most and had never spoken to him like this before.

The little tyrant was angry. "Why do you want to return it? I stole it myself with my own ability! I was kind enough to let you eat it. If you don't want to eat it, then forget it!"

After the little tyrant Xue Baijun finished speaking, he snatched the drumstick from Wenjing's hands and kicked away the stool that was blocking him. Then, he threw the drumstick directly to the fat little guy sitting on the ground and crying non-stop.

The chubby kid, Xue Bainian, hugged the drumstick and used his sleeves to wipe off his snot. Then, he opened his mouth and started chewing. Not long after, only chicken bones were left.

Seeing this scene, Bai Wenjing was speechless. The oldest, Xue Baijun, looked like a fierce bully. Xue Xiaohua looked like she had nothing to do as she rummaged through the drawers all over the room. No one knew what she was looking for... the fat Xue Bainian laughed after eating the chicken drumstick. His dirty, greasy claws scratched his body.

This wasn't good. This wasn't good.

A mouthful of turbid air rushed to her throat. Bai Wenjing felt like she could not swallow the bile or spit it out.

She felt like her head was going to explode. She had never been a mother before, so what should she do in this situation?

"All of you, be quiet!"

Bai Wenjing gave a stern shout. Her throat was hurting from her screaming. Fortunately, this shout also attracted the attention of the three children.

Thus, she took the opportunity to continue, "Eldest son, how can you steal other people's food?"

The eldest brother, Xue Baijun, said disapprovingly, "Their family has a cage of chickens, so what if I steal one?"

At this point, Xue Baijun had an idea. As if he had thought of something, he asked, "Mother, do you think that I should bring back the entire cage of chickens? Actually, I think so too."

...

Bai Wenjing felt like her heart was going to break. "Listen well. Stealing is a shameful act. You, go and apologize to them now!"

The eldest son suspected that he heard things. He was stunned for a long time. Then, "I'm not going to. Even if I'm beaten to death, and my head is kicked like a ball, I won't apologize!"

After he said that, he ran out of the house. Bai Wenjing felt a chill in her heart when she saw all this. With this little villain's stubborn temper, she probably would not be able to complete the mission even if she was given thirty days, let alone three days.

Of course, the devilish brat could still be disciplined at home. But, if she allowed him to go out, would that not be lawless?

Bai Wenjing strode forward and grabbed Xue Baijun's wrist. She said angrily, "Little brat, are you rebelling? Where are you running to..."

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a sharp pain from the back of her hand. She let go of Xue Baijun's hand, and he slid out like a loach, disappearing without a trace.

Bai Wenjing took a look and saw the two rows of teeth marks on her face. There was even blood.

This kid was really ruthless.

"Mother, look at me. Aren't I amazing? Mother, let's go to the town again tomorrow. I want Aunt Zhang's rouge. All the other girls in the village are using it."

Xue Xiaohua ran to her. Her face was as white as if she had applied putty powder. Her cheeks were painted with a ridiculous blush, and her lips were painted red again. At this moment, she was grinning and yelling at her.

She was clearly an eight-year-old girl, but she had to make herself look like a ghost.

"Look at your face. How can you call it beautiful? Could you hurry up and wash it? You look like a ghost."

Bai Wenjing said as she wiped the blood from the back of her hand away. Then, she got a water basin and started to wash her face with Xue Xiaohua's head.

Xue Xiaohua struggled to splash the water all over the floor. After washing, the basin of water was muddy. Finally, Xue Xiaohua, who was originally painted like a ghost, revealed her original appearance. Her delicate little face was fair and clean, and her big eyes were like two black gemstones. However, her eyes were filled with resentment as she looked at her.

"Mother!"

Xue Xiaohua shrieked, "You've ruined all my makeup!" After saying that, she actually opened her dustpan-like mouth and started to howl, but not a single tear was squeezed out.

"System notification, you have a new mission: Let Xue Xiaohua distinguish between beauty and ugliness. The time limit of the mission is 24 hours. Countdown begins."

What? Another mission? Xue Baijun's previous mission had yet to be completed.

However, compared to Xue Baijun, Xue Xiaohua, who was currently wailing about whether she was ugly or beautiful, seemed to have an easier time. After all, she was only eight years old, and her worldview was gradually forming. It was still not too late to rein in her anger.

"You heard from mother that looks are born from the heart. Judging whether a person is beautiful is not based on the makeup on the face but a person's soul. If the soul is beautiful, her face will be beautiful. Think carefully, who is the most beautiful person in our village?"

Xue Xiaohua's crying stopped abruptly. Then, after thinking for a moment, she said, "Mother is the most beautiful, and then I am the most beautiful."

"..."

She was a child with a sweet mouth—no wonder the original owner liked him. Bai Wenjing shook her head and said, "Other than me, other than you, think again. Who is the person you want to become the most in the village?"

Xue Xiaohua was silent for a few seconds and reluctantly admitted, "That is Ernie. Her mother always buys the best-looking headband for her. The little friends in the village all like to play with her."

Bai Wenjing was secretly delighted. Finally, it would be easy for her to find someone to compare herself to.

The plot had mentioned that this little girl called Ernie was not bad-looking. She was fair and clean, and her voice was soft and soft. Most importantly, she had a good personality, so all the children in the village liked to play with her.

That was enough.

Bai Wenjing continued to speak in a gentle voice, "Think about it. Does Ernie have a gentle voice, a good temper, and often helps children? But, most importantly, she never scribbles on her face, right?"

"This is how appearance is born from the heart. The heart is beautiful. Everyone can see how beautiful she is, do you understand?"

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